“Julia, we’ve known each other for a matter of days. You’ve made me do things I’ve never done this soon before, but divulging information this personal is pushing it, don’t you think?”
“I didn’t make you do anything.” How can he say that? It’s obvious this connection between us is completely mutual.
He reaches for my face. “I told you, when I’m around you, I can’t think straight. You’re all I can see. I know you don’t mean to, but you do make me do things I normally wouldn’t. Do you have any idea how many girls hit on me at the bar?”
“I’ve been trying not to think about that.”
He laughs again. “Fair enough, but my point is that I’ve always been able to turn them down. I don’t go for girls in bars. I don’t even go for girls who try to pick up guys. I like to be the aggressive one, not that I think I am aggressive. But you…you’re a take-charge kind of girl. You’re not like anyone I’ve ever dated.”
“And you don’t like that.”
“I didn’t say that. I don’t like it on other girls, but I love it on you.”
“Do you mean that or are you just trying to get me to come back to your place?” I tease.
“What if I said both?” His eyes lower to my mouth, and he drags his thumb across my bottom lip.
“Then I’d say what are we still doing here?”
Chapter Eight
Darren’s mouth is on mine and his hand finds my thigh, trailing up my shorts. As much as I love what his touch does to me, I know he’s being reckless again. Someone could easily see us here.
“Darren,” I say into his mouth.
He pulls back, but his hand keeps moving up my leg. “What?”
“Please stop, before I lose the will to stop you.”
He chuckles. “I’m okay with that.”
“No. We should go to your place. People could see us here.”
He groans, but he pulls his hand back, and I can breathe normally again. He has the car started and is pulling out of the parking lot before I can get my seatbelt on. “It’s not fair that you can make me so crazy sometimes.”
“And you think you don’t have the same effect on me?”
He turns to look at me briefly before focusing on the road again. “I won’t let us end up like my parents. You can’t get expelled because of me.”
“I don’t think they’d expel me. You’re not even a professor. You’re a T.A. No offense, but it’s not the same.”
“I don’t care. It’s still against campus policy.”
“I don’t want you to get in trouble because of me, so tomorrow morning, I’m dropping the class. It’s the easiest solution.”
“No.”
“I still don’t see what the big deal is. Thanks to Noelle making me start a semester early, I’m already ahead in my credits.” Why is he being so stubborn about this?
“That’s not the point. I don’t want my family to have to go through the disgrace of being known as breeding guys who can’t keep it in their pants. Even if you drop the class, when people see us together, they’ll know what happened. They’ll know I screwed up just like my dad did.”
I reach over and place my hand on his leg. His eyes lower, and I see that even the smallest touch gets a reaction from him. The chemistry between us is too much to ignore. “It wasn’t your father’s fault, and it isn’t your fault either.”
“I’m not going to put all the blame on my mom or you, so don’t even try to convince me to.”
“I’m not. I’m just saying that when it comes to two people being attracted to each other, campus policy doesn’t mean shit.”
He turns to me and smiles. “It really doesn’t.”
He pulls into his driveway and walks around to get my door for me. Reaching for my hand, he brings my fingers to his lips and kisses each one. If I wasn’t already dying to get inside and close this distance between us, I would be now. We run to the door, pausing only long enough for
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